7.30am until 1pm
Rupe wanted to try and catch a barbel, I thought the Swale might be the place. Heart Xmas on the radio on the way there and back, I love fishing with my son!!
The river was full of weed and most casts were met with knocks from weed on the line until it would slowly drift downstream clicking the baitrunner slowly. Very annoying.
Yellow boilies, pellets and meat not getting any interest.
Ellis turned up to try for some predators. Second cast and he had a pike. He was in the next swim, but brought the beast to show us.
Gotta love a micro pike!!
Eventually it was time to go. A spaceman came travelling, but no fairytale on the way home!
Such is life.
82 days to go.
